Our new family Christmas tradition (new as in this year) is to read the Nativity Story before we open our gifts. We thought it would be a good way to further the message to our offspring that Christmas is not about 5,609 presents under the tree...or even cookies, but the birth of our savior.
So anywhoo, it's time to bust out the story, and this is the conversation that ensued -- further proof that we are too reliant on technology:
ReRe: Daddy, you wanna look up the Nativity story so we can read it and then we'll do gifts.
James: Yeah, but i'll have to unplug my phone first (his phone was playing Christmas Pandora)
ReRe: Why do you need your phone?
James: So I can pull up the Bible app.
ReRe: Just get a regular Bible.
James: We have those? Like a hard copy, printed out one?
ReRe: Umm....???? YEAH! Like 3 or 4 of them.
I tell them where they are ....where we've kept them the last 7 years of marriage.
James (carrying the Bible in his hand): this is what we'll use if our app ever goes down and we need to upload a new copy!
Geesh!
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Lol....Times, they are a changin' ;)
I love these moments, when your husband sees something for the first time even though you've lived there forever. Leigh has them all the time. He still can never find the scissors.
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